Chapter one ghosts in the East (1)

the cold wind blows across the desolate road in the night. A few white plastic bags are flying in the wind, or soaring, or depending on each other, but they never fly beyond the yellow line.

"bang long Click... " The incessant noise of machines disturbed the peace of the night.

an old woman with white hair, leaning on crutches, came to the construction site angrily. Just after stepping into the yellow line of construction, she immediately returned.

the old woman steadied herself and scolded, "do you have a conscience! I can't sleep because I'm still working so late! "

a man in...